She knows French.

She knows everything!" Aurora said nothing to this, but seemed to be trying to recall something she had long forgotten.

Regina was very busy in her turn, pulling down the girl's frock all round, and brushing it with her hand as well as she could, and picking off bits of dry grass and thistles that clung to the grey woollen.

Aurora thanked her.
"The way down is very easy now," Regina said.

"A few steps farther on we can see the road." "After all, why should you not come with me till we find my mother ?" Aurora asked.
"No," Regina answered with quiet decision.